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Monday, December 31, 2012

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By Nicholas Stix

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[This is a a lightly corrected and revised re-run from April, 2009.]

We in the Stix household recently watched the classic John Wayne western, True Grit. In Wayne’s unsentimental yet raffishly charming portrayal, protagonist Marshal Reuben J. “Rooster” Cogburn is an occasional coward, occasional thief, occasional perjurer, maybe even an occasional murderer, and a full-time drunk. But Rooster Cogburn has grit.

Cogburn may be a fictional character, but he is a recognizable type to anyone familiar with American history, by which I do not mean the propaganda currently promoted in our schools and universities.

In this country, men with grit and greatness—most of whom were not cowards, thieves, perjurers or murderers, though quite a few were drunks—used to practically sprout out of the soil like corn. America’s first census, in 1790, showed a combined three million freemen and slaves, and yet there was probably more greatness then than there is now, with 100 times as many warm bodies.

Well, I’m not George Washington, and you’re not Thomas Jefferson; we can only try and be the best we can be. But we’ve got to try!

Various powers aim to rob Americans of their patrimony. VDARE.com aims, as one of the leading forces in the patriotic immigration reform movement, to stop them. Will you join in helping us, with a tax-deductible donation?

 

History for Patriots—or Traitors?

My son recently turned nine. When he started school, in pre-K, I resolved not to fight with his teachers, until he was along a decent piece. No use confusing the child. And the public school he attends is one of the most patriotic in New York. Whereas school administrators on Manhattan’s Upper West Side would have kids sing the “Internationale” or kneel facing Mecca before they’d have them say the Pledge of Allegiance, every day at assembly at my boy’s school, they say the Pledge and sing Irving Berlin’s “God Bless America.”

But the books the children are given to read are often another story, entirely.

During the First Grade my son, then six, had a wonderful young teacher, just a couple of years out of teacher’s college. As I later told her, I was glad that she didn’t have any kids of her own yet (and, though I kept it to myself, glad that she wasn’t a party girl), because once she did, she wouldn’t be able to devote herself completely to her pupils. She smiled and nodded in agreement.

But some of the books my son was bringing home from school were abominations which had to be contradicted. One, that was assigned for class, claimed that (white) Americans, in their terrible wastefulness—in contrast to the Indians—had almost killed off the bald eagle. As if the Congresses that passed conservation laws were full of Indians! And what was the racial background of that great conservationist, Teddy Roosevelt? (I don’t know if my son’s teacher or the head of social studies assigned that book, and I’d just as soon not know.)

At about the same time, my son brought home an oversized, illustrated library book that portrayed the Indians as angels, and the white man as a cut-throat savage.

That did it. I ranted against that book to my son, and purchased the 1956 John Ford masterpiece, The Searchers, which we watched together. In that story, the Comanche massacre a settler family. They scalp the husband, gang-rape, scalp, and murder the mother and their beautiful, teenaged daughter, and kidnap their little daughter, Debby (Natalie Wood). The husband’s brother, Ethan Edwards (John Wayne) and one-eighth-Indian, adopted son, Martin Pawley (Jeffrey Hunter), set off to find Debby and bring her back. It takes years, but they rescue her.

The thing about The Searchers is that, unlike the supposedly non-fiction book my son had brought home, it was based on the true story of Cynthia Ann Parker.

(Unfortunately, the Comanche had kidnapped Parker for so long—25 years—and married her off to a Comanche leader, so that when she was found, she no longer knew English, had two children, and did not want to return to her family. PC biographies now speak of her as having been “adopted” by the Comanche.)

In its Golden Age, Hollywood was never known as a reliable source of history, but those old pictures are today often more accurate than the “history” books that are foisted on our children.

I also bought my son A Patriot's History of the United States: From Columbus's Great Discovery to the War on Terror, by Larry Schweikart and Michael Patrick Allen, and Schweikart’s 48 Liberal Lies About American History (That You Probably Learned in School), both of which look promising so far.

I want my son to grow up loving and honoring his country, but first he’s got to have a country. If this nation’s policies—policies promoted, for different motives, by Right and Left elites alike—continue apace, not only will America soon be a nation unfit to be loved, but it won’t be a nation at all. Giving schoolchildren anti-American propaganda is meant to sap their wills, so that they won’t have the necessary desire to fight for their country that had my late Uncle Irwin Simpkins, later a mild-mannered, college librarian in civilian life, enlist in the Army for World War II, and re-up for the Korean War. (What about me, you ask? Less than one month after the last chopper took off from the roof of the U.S. Embassy in Saigon, I turned 17 and volunteered for the Regular Army. I may have set a record for the most possible ways that a man can flunk an Army physical.)

VDARE.com does not promote itself as a history site, but its writers must often treat of historical issues, because so much of anti-American propaganda involves lying about the past, in order to conquer and enslave the American people now and in the future. And since the movement to destroy America has long employed the means of race war, it manufactures a steady stream of racist, anti-white propaganda.

And so, VDARE has run articles on the Battle of San Jacinto, Brown v. Board of Education, the life and works of Martin Luther King Jr., and even on the short, almost certainly tragic life of Virginia Dare, the inspiration for VDARE, who was likely massacred by Indians, along with the rest of the over 100 English settlers of “The Lost Colony” of Roanoke Island.

Let’s return to True Grit for a moment. The area where it was shot, in Ouray County, Colorado, already had some period buildings, such as the Ouray County Courthouse, built in 1888, and the movie crew either constructed or converted some Western buildings in the style of the period, in the towns of Ouray and Ridgway. Ridgway preserved quite a few of them. In her short documentary, True Grit: Then and Now, “JeepsterGal” will show a building or a rock in a movie scene, and then show the same landmark now, in most cases looking exactly the same, 40 years later. And the countryside in the San Juan Mountains that dominate Ouray County (542 square miles, present population, 3,800), and where most of the outdoor scenes were shot, is as spectacular now as it was then.

But imagine what the area might look like in a generation, in an America with between 500 million and one billion people. Instead of being virtually unsettled, it could have hundreds of thousands of people living in semi-attached and attached homes and apartment buildings, with the only reminders of places like Owl Creek Pass and Deb’s Meadow the street signs, strip malls, and highways named after them.

You might think that environmental groups like the Sierra Club—which until 1996 pledged its support for population stabilization—would fight to protect America’s natural treasures, but as Brenda Walker’s VDARE expos├ęs revealed, the Sierra Club was bought off for $100 million by hedge fund entrepreneur and Open Borders fanatic, David Gelbaum.

The fox is guarding the henhouse.

 

No Americans Welcome!

Someone might counter, “Well, at least we’ve still got our national parks!”

Not really. As Brenda Walker has also detailed in reports over the years, America’s most beautiful national parks have for over ten years increasingly been stolen and plundered by illegal Mexican immigrant drug gangs, the franchisees in El Norte of Mexico’s narcoterrorists, who have taken over large swathes of the parks for the cultivation of marijuana, and turned them into no-go zones for the Americans who pay for their upkeep, and who are their owners. But in addition to stealing our parks, the harm spreads to ten times the area actually cultivated:

These Mexican marijuana messes are an ecological disaster. They are not innocent little plots that leave a minimal footprint. They are industrial grow sites, toxic stews where the gangsters use dangerous and illegal chemical herbicides, pesticides and growth hormones that result in long-lasting environmental damage.


When Americans, the owners of those national parks, visit them, they increasingly take their lives in their hands. As Brenda just reported today, two campers in Santa Barbara’s Aliso Park area, west of New Cuyama, barely escaped an April 17 encounter with alleged narcoterrorists with their lives. (Aren’t we always hearing that drug offenders are non-violent?!) The campers stumbled onto a marijuana patch being tended by two “immigrants.” When the “immigrants,” who spoke only Spanish, gestured to the campers to wait for “Boss,” the campers fled in their vehicle. They barely escaped a chase by two men in a truck equipped with five high-powered rifles. Police went back to the crime scene, and arrested the men in the truck.

Local parks are also being stolen and destroyed. In 2007, VDARE’s Steve Sailer observed Los Angeles’ “public” Hansen Dam Park, which had been seized from the American taxpayers, and privatized by illegal aliens from Mexico, who made no tax contribution to its support, and who wrecked it. They buried the grass in garbage and excrement, set fires that caused massive damage, brought in horses that were illegal, unhealthy, and extremely dangerous, in an area jammed with families and many small children, for an illegal trade selling rides for kids.

Where were the police, you ask? In his pioneering, postmodern/New Age/PC management style mixing sanctuary policy and de-policing, LAPD Chief William Bratton had long ago ordered the police to surrender most public space to the criminal invaders. Bratton, a Boston-born and raised carpetbagger himself, had earlier announced that if any native Los Angelenos didn’t like illegal immigration, they should leave the state. And millions of native Californians, including VDARE’s own Joe Guzzardi, have called Bratton’s bluff!

Meanwhile, that man presently occupying the White House just announced that he will seek to pass an illegal immigrant amnesty in his first year in office, just as I predicted he would in February.

America is currently well on the way to the worst economic depression in her history, with 6.14 million jobless workers receiving unemployment benefits, millions more having exhausted their benefits (and no longer being counted by official unemployment figures), additional millions underemployed, and millions more soon to lose their jobs, at a current rate of over 600,000 per month. Not only would a chief executive seeking to bring about an economic recovery never dream of pushing for a mass amnesty, but he would be undertaking accelerated mass deportations, so as to rid America of the multibillion-dollar welfare, education, and criminal justice costs that illegals incur, and to put an end to their stealing of jobs from American citizens and legal immigrants alike. Instead, that man wants to amnesty over 22 [24] million illegal aliens?! And just who will pay for these illegals? If he gets his way, you and I will. In perpetuity.

Of course, the amnestisiacs are lowballing the numbers, claiming that only 12 million illegals are in play. Only. They always lowball the numbers and the costs.

The real numbers are closer to 30 million [P.S. 23.5 million-43.5 million, plus the illegal children] illegals, because the over 22 [24] million I cited above have several million illegal children who were born here, and whom a rogue federal judiciary has redefined from illegal aliens (as per the meaning of the Fourteenth Amendment), to native-born American citizens.

But for the Usurper-in-Chief, an illegal alien amnesty is only the beginning.
In a 2007 interview, “Obama” told NPR’s Farai Chideya that as far as he is concerned, any immigrant who is a descendant of slaves or who came from anyplace in the world that had ever been under colonial rule has an eternal and unlimited claim against America (though not in exactly those words), which to him means white Americans.

I mean, you know, black people didn't end up in the Caribbean by taking a yacht there. They came on slave ships. Back in Africa, my grandfather was a cook for the British army and suffered under the colonialism there.

Never mind that colonial rule was often the only bright spot in such misbegotten nations’ history. Never mind that in Kenya, “Obama’s” paternal grandfather benefited tremendously from colonialism. “Obama” has instead fabricated a bizarro universe history, in which his grandfather “suffered” under colonialism.

Look for “Obama” to seek to airlift in millions of sub-Saharan African “refugees,” the lower their IQs—the average in black Africa is 67 or 70, depending on whose research you read—and the less suited for modern life, the better.

What is his goal? In his autobiography, Dreams from My Father, “Obama” says that his father’s dreams are his dreams. Fortunately for us, his father had clearly detailed his dreams in 1965, in an academic paper entitled, “Problems Facing Our Socialism.”

Barack Obama Sr. expressed his rage at seeing that virtually all private property in Kenya was owned by whites and Asians (Indians). His solution: Use the government to steal every last inch of it from them. The elder Obama also suggested possibly levying a tax rate of 100 percent—a rate of confiscation twice as bad as under American chattel slavery—as a realistic option.

Such a mad plan might make a sort of sense coming from a racist, petulant child lacking the slightest grasp of economics, but Obama Sr. had a master’s degree in economics from Harvard! (How did he ever manage that?)

Obama Sr. does at one point acknowledge that seizing the businesses of experienced, capable white and Asian businessmen, and turning them over to black men lacking both in business experience and aptitude might not be economically fruitful, but emphasizes that he doesn’t care. The elder Obama was motivated purely by the politics of hate, and that is the motive now in charge in the Oval Office.



VDARE.com was founded at Christmastime 1999, by that wandering Englishman, Peter Brimelow. Peter had seen socialism and mass immigration destroy his native land, and bilingualism and biculturalism slowly destroying Canada. Peter fell in love with America, became a naturalized citizen, and didn’t want to see her destroyed, too.

Peter may not be riding a horse with the reins in his teeth, guns ablaze, and he’s not a drunk. But he’s a real man, not a movie character.

Actually, if you’re old enough to recall a kinder, gentler time when academics were scholars, rather than self-styled community organizers, Peter gives the impression, in person, of an absent-minded professor. But impressions aside, I think he has grit. And there’s no man whom I would rather have my back in a barfight.

More to the point, unlike Rooster Cogburn, Peter can’t hold up a federal paymaster or a bank, whenever he needs a “road stake” for VDARE. He needs your help. Please give generously to VDARE.

I realize that times are hard. But they’re going to get harder. I’ve written at least 11 [20?] previous fundraising appeals for VDARE, without ever employing such dramatic language, but if we can’t fight off this next amnesty push… I’ll leave the future to your imagination.

Spoiler alert: The last four minutes of the 11:32 video that follows show the movie’s climactic gunfight and fadeout. If you’ve yet to see True Grit, you might want to pass on seeing those scenes just now.

But whether or not you watch the documentary, you should first mosey on down to VDARE.com’s donation page here, to make a tax-deductible donation to The VDARE Foundation, the 501(c)(3) non-profit that operates VDARE. Thank you for your generous support.

 

True Grit, Then and Now

Sgt. James Garber

Sgt. James Garber

Affirmative Action Almost Costs 3 Lives in Gloucester Twnshp, NJ: Domestic Violence Suspect Easily Overpowers Lady Cop, Takes Her Gun, and Shoots Her and 2 Policemen; Policemen Return Fire, Killing Suspect; MSM Ignore Story

 

Sgt. James Garber was shot several times and underwent surgery. Garber has been released from the hospital.

By Nicholas Stix
Updated at 4:18 a.m., Monday, December 31, 2012

[“Brian Nichols in Atlanta: PC Kills… Again”; and

Part II: “Aiding and Abetting: Feminism and the Brian Nichols Case.”]


The reader who anonymously sent this story wrote,

“A man was arrested for stalking his girlfriend in Gloucester County, NJ (near Phila). The man was taken to police station. While being processed by a female police officer (young and cute), the suspect grabs cutie officer's pistol and shoots her as well as 2 other cops. Suspect dies of wounds. All 3 officers alive, 1 was wounded in gut, just released from hospital. Lots of angles: 1. Suspect a usual suspect ... involved in crime against a woman. 2. Female cop not able to handle suspect and jeopardizes others due to her incompetence. 3. Gun control, or lack of control from this female officer. Link below.”

This is why women cannot serve as cops. They can fulfill the traditional job of police matrons who search and guard female suspects, but they no more have the physical ability to tangle with men criminals than to serve in the military in combat.

Two LAPD officers were railroaded by the feds for giving a violent, extremely intoxicated felon, Rodney King, a severe but lawful beatdown in 1991, when King repeatedly resisted arrest and assaulted four policemen. The ultimate responsibility for that beatdown lay entirely with King. However, things could have gone much worse.

Initially, a female California Highway Patrol officer, who had been chasing King in a car with her husband/partner (another brilliant idea!), had approached the extremely buff, high-out-of-his-mind, 6’2, 220 lb. suspect with a gun in one hand, deluding herself that she was going to somehow cuff King with one hand. No man could have cuffed Rodney King with one hand. The lady officer couldn’t have cuffed King with 10 hands. (Many officers of the CHP and LAPD had been in pursuit of King, who had been driving at speeds of up to 115 mph.)

But this is what feminism plus rogue judges do to young women. It gives them delusions of grandeur, that they are men.

No one can make a woman a man; not a tenured “women’s studies” professor, not even a judge.

When LAPD Sgt. Stacy Koon saw that lady CHP officer approaching Rodney King, Koon had a flashback to seeing four dead LAPD policemen on a slab, the result of a similar delusion. He took over the situation... and ended up in prison, for his good deed.

Likewise, in 2005, the delusional negligence of Fulton County Sheriff Myron Freeman and DA Paul Howard, aided and abetted by a federal judge and the SPLC ($PLC), permitted a 5’1” grandmother, Deputy Cynthia Ann Hall, to escort a violent, buff, 6’1, 210-pound accused kidnapper-rapist, black supremacist Brian Nichols from his cell alone. Nichols beat Deputy Hall almost to death, leaving her with permanent brain damage, seized her gun, and then used it to murder three whites and one black, pistol whip a fourth white, kidnap a fifth white, and carjack a half-dozen or so raceless victims. (The media and the authorities never bothered informing the public as to the full measure of Nichols‘ criminal rampage.)

And in January of this year, Arkansas prisoner Latavious Johnson, 30, who was already serving a life sentence for murdering his father, stabbed corrections officerette, Sgt. Barbara Ester, 47, to death.

Racial socialists always tell us that everything is a diversity issue. And so it is, in the instant case, though in every way, they will suppress the truth.

Miss Burns fraudulently picking up a policeman's paycheck, and endangering the lives of real policemen, and everyone else in the vicinity? Check.

Eddie Burns 3rd getting himself arrested, disarming the officerette, and trying to murder her and the policemen? Check.

The wounded policemen being saved by their bullet-proof vests, which racist, cop-killing diversities have forced policemen to don on a routine basis, when they used to only wear them in emergencies? Check.


* * *
Injured officer released from hospital

By Jonathan Lai,
Philadelphia Inquirer
Sunday, December 30, 2012, 3:08 Pm

Sgt. James Garber, the officer most seriously wounded during a shoot-out at the Gloucester Township Police Department headquarters Friday morning, is being released from the hospital today.

He is expected to arrive home from Cooper University Hospital in Camden shortly after 3 p.m., police said, where he will be welcomed by an array of first responders, including police, firefighters, and paramedics. Also present will be members of the Warrior Watch organization and Boy Scout Troop 811.

Garber, a 13-year veteran of the force, suffered a gunshot wound to the stomach and was grazed in the head about 5:30 a.m. Friday when Eddie Jones 3d, 39, of Willingboro, overpowered Officer Ruth Burns, grabbed her handgun, and started firing. Burns had been processing Jones in connection with a domestic violence incident when he over attacked her.

Burns, who was shot in the foot, and Sgt. Kevin Thyne, who was grazed in the chin by a bullet and also suffered a stomach laceration when a bullet struck his duty belt, were treated at Cooper and released Friday. Jones was killed at the police station as Thyne and Garber returned fire.

Garber was shot several times, Police Chief Harry Earle said Friday. His bulletproof vest stopped a bullet to his chest area, Earle said.

Contact Jonathan Lai at 856-779-3220, jlai@phillynews.com, or on Twitter @elaijuh.

[I thank the anonymous reader who sent me this story.]

Was the Five-Hour-Long Christmas Day Carjacking-Kidnapping-Gang-Rape a Racially-Motivated Hate Crime?


A young woman's Christmas - and her life - was shattered Tuesday when she was kidnapped, raped, robbed and beaten in her own car by three teenagers (from left to right) Kevin Jones, Kewon Matthews and Brehon Rawlings over the course of five hours, according to police.



L-r: Suspects Kevin Jones, 17; Kewon Matthews, 17; and Brehon Rawlings, 19

By David in TN

[Previously, at WEJB/NSU:

“Philly: 3 Blacks Kidnap Unarmed, Raceless Woman, and Gang-Rape Her for 5 Hours.”]

One of Larry Auster's readers says a source in the Philadelphia police told him the victim is white.

While one reader points out that she appears to have been abducted outside a white working class bar, another writes that she sounded upper class white because the stolen items were "her Coach purse, a wallet, a car stereo, a phone, a camera, a GPS, a ruby ring, a diamond necklace, a bracelet and her insurance and registration paperwork."

The reader named Mark A. says a Philadelphia cop told him the victim is white from a wealthy area. He wonders what she was doing in an Upper Darby bar.

N.S.: It wouldn’t surprise me, if it were a hate crime. Although this year, in the wake of Hurricane Sandy, I encountered a great deal of kindness from blacks, in years past, my experience was that black racism would peak at Christmastime. Many blacks can only enjoy themselves by making whites suffer, or by watching other blacks harm whites.

Sunday, December 30, 2012

Believe It or Not! In South St. Louis, a White Burglar-Serial Rapist is at Large!

Posted by Nicholas Stix

Two Women Raped After Leaving Door Unlocked
By Andy Banker
December 17, 2012; posted at 6:21 p.m.; , updated at 9:54 p.m.
Fox2Now/KTVI



BEVO MILLS, MO (KTVI)– There was an urgent warning from St. Louis police Monday night.

Police said there was a rapist at large after two attacks not far from the Bevo Mill in South St. Louis over the weekend.  

Police said they were looking into developing a sketch of the suspect and they`d stepped up patrols in the area.  

There were two burglaries, one early Friday, the other early Saturday, police said.  

Both crimes became sexual assaults;  one victim was an adult woman;  the other a teenage girl, police said.  

“I never leave my back door open,” said Kathy Leicht, who lives nearby.  “If you don`t feel safe in your own home, there`s something wrong.”

There was something very wrong, police said.   

One incident happened in the 4000 block of Delor Street.

The other incident  happened one street over, in the 3900 block of Walsh.  

Police urged residents to be vigilant and above all lock doors and windows.  In both cases, the suspect gained entry through unlocked back doors.

‘”he suspect came into a residence, in through an insecure rear door, was burglarizing the residence,” said Lt. John Harper of the St. Louis Police Department.  “The victim woke up, an adult, female victim, was confronted by the suspect, who demanded money, then sexually assaulted her.” 

The description of the incidents was nearly identical; same with the description of the suspect:

white male, late teens early 20`s, with short brown hair, medium build, wearing dark clothing, possibly with facial hair – a goatee; carrying a knife in both cases.

“I don`t know what I would do.  If that was me I probably wouldn`t even scream because I`d be scared,” Leicht said.

Police are comparing these cases to others to see if they may be related.  They’re urging any other victims to come forward.  
If you have information about the suspect call St. Louis Police — or CrimeStoppers at  866-371-TIPS. You may get up to a $1000 reward and you don’t have to leave your name.

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Saturday, December 29, 2012

Philly: 3 Blacks Kidnap Unarmed, Raceless Woman, and Gang-Rape Her for 5 Hours

http://articles.philly.com/2012-12-28/news/36038472_1_chitwood-police-station-car-stereo

Woman raped during 5-hour ordeal in her car; 3 arrested

December 28, 2012|BY STEPHANIE FARR, Daily News Staff Writer farrs@phillynews.com, 215-854-4225
  • A young woman's Christmas - and her life - was shattered Tuesday when she was kidnapped, raped, robbed and beaten in her own car by three teenagers (from left to right) Kevin Jones, Kewon Matthews and Brehon Rawlings over the course of five hours, according to police.
A YOUNG woman's Christmas - and her life - was shattered Tuesday when she was kidnapped, raped, robbed and beaten in her own car by three teenagers over five hours, according to police.
"You'll get sick in the stomach," said Upper Darby Police Superintendent Michael Chitwood, before reciting the facts of the case.
About 11:40 p.m. Christmas night, the 22-year-old victim was in her Jeep Cherokee in the parking lot of George's Water Ice, at Grace and Marshall roads, waiting for her boyfriend to come out of a nearby bar, when three men - one of whom had a gun - forced their way into her vehicle, Chitwood said.
They made the woman move to the back seat and drove her around Philadelphia for hours, police said. One by one, the men took turns in the back seat forcing the victim to perform sex acts, even after she repeatedly vomited on them, according to court documents.
The men also hit her and robbed her of her Coach purse, a wallet, a car stereo, a cellphone, a camera, a GPS, a ruby ring, a diamond necklace, a bracelet and her insurance and registration paperwork, according to police.
After going through her belongings, the men realized that the woman had a 2-year-old daughter, and they threatened her life and the child's life if she said anything to authorities. They then parked the car at Long Lane near Marshall Road, told the woman they would throw the keys under the car and fled on foot, Chitwood said.
After waiting several minutes, the woman got out of the car, grabbed her keys from underneath and drove to her boyfriend's house. Together, they went to the police station around 5:30 a.m., Chitwood said.
Shortly thereafter, two cops who were aware of the rape victim's ordeal responded to a call from a woman who said there was a disturbance at her house on Radbourne Road, Chitwood said.
At the house, police found four teens, two of whom were the resident's sons and one of whom, Kevin Jones, said he was a friend of the sons and stayed at the house so he could attend Upper Darby High School, police said. The fourth teen, Kewon Matthews, said he was a friend of Jones', according to police.
Inside the house, the cops saw a Coach handbag that matched the one stolen from the rape victim, Chitwood said. After confirming with the woman resident that the bag was not hers, police opened it and found the victim's stolen items inside. The victim was brought to the house, where she identified Matthews and Jones, both 17, as two of her attackers, Chitwood said.
After the arrest of Matthews and Jones, police were able to identify the third suspect as Brehon Rawlings, 19, of Yeadon, Chitwood said. Rawlings was found hiding in the bathtub of his home about 11:30 a.m. Wednesday, police said.
All three men were charged as adults with kidnapping, rape, robbery and related offenses and were being held on $500,000 bail each.
"These guys are truly, truly animals," Chitwood said. "This is the kind of crime that shocks the public consciousness."
 

" @FarFarrAway
Blog: philly.com/dailydelco

[I thank my reader-researcher David in TN for the heads-up.]

Friday, December 28, 2012

White Devils Responsible for 500 Homicides in Chicago This Year!

Posted by Nicholas Stix

CNN’s openly homosexual black supremacist Don Lemon says that we need to racially profile white men. According to black supremacy, everything bad that befalls any black is “the devil’s” fault.

Other white plagues include rain, snow, and allergy season. Such a dangerous group certainly cannot be trusted to keep and bear any arms.

***
Chicago reaches 500 homicides with fatal shooting
December 28, 2012 (“12 hrs ago”)
Associated Press/Yahoo

CHICAGO (AP) — Chicago has logged its 500th homicide of 2012.

The last time the city reached the 500-homicide mark was in 2008, when the year ended with 512 killings. Last year, city records show Chicago had 435 homicides.

On Thursday, officials with the Chicago Police Department said the city was one homicide away from the 500 mark. Hours later, a 40-year-old man was fatally shot in the Austin neighborhood on the city's West Side. Police say Nathaniel Jackson was found on the sidewalk outside a convenience store with a gunshot wound to the head late Thursday.

The Cook County Medical Examiner's Office says Jackson was pronounced dead at Stroger Hospital early Friday.

Jackson's death remains under investigation. No arrests have been made.

[Thanks to reader-researcher RC for this story.]

Thursday, December 27, 2012

TV News Felon David Gregory: Let Them Eat Cake

Posted by Nicholas Stix

Brian Aitken writes a letter to the Chief of the New Jersey State Police to ask if it was legal to bring hollow point ammunition into New Jersey.  Mr. Cop says it’s legal, but Aitken later finds out otherwise, and is sentenced to seven years in a Garbage State prison....

The DCPD specifically warns NBC News, accurately to the letter of DC law, that possessing high capacity firearm clips for any reason is illegal, including for political and media stunts.  But David Gregory went right on ahead and did it anyway...

[Nothing’s Going to Happen to David Gregory, by Countenance, December 26, 2912.]

Pat Buchanan: The Faith of Atheism

Posted by Nicholas Stix

Thanks to reader-researcher RC, for sent this, writing:

The concomitant rise of the State has a lot to do with it as well.

Years ago charitable institutions, including orphanages, hospitals and the like, were sponsored by Christian and Jewish groups, and handled the bulk of charity cases in this country.  Think Daughters of Charity, or Salvation Army or the many Baptist and Jewish hospitals in this country.

No longer.

Now the State does.

As the Leviathan grows, so does it diminish the influence of religious institutions.

Many “conservatives,” for many reasons, went along with this.

With predictable results.


* * *
Christmas in an Anti-Christian Age
By Patrick J. Buchanan on December 25, 2012 at 9:42pm

For two millennia, the birth of Christ has been seen as the greatest event in world history. The moment Jesus was born in a stable in Bethlehem, God became man, and eternal salvation became possible.

This date has been the separation point of mankind's time on earth, with B.C. designating the era before Christ, and A.D., anno domino, in the Year of the Lord, the years after. And how stands Christianity today?

"Christianity is in danger of  being wiped out in its biblical heartlands," says the British think tank Civitas.

In Iraq, Syria, Egypt, Ethiopia and Nigeria, Christians face persecution and pogroms. In Saudi Arabia and Afghanistan, conversion is a capital offense. In a century, two-thirds of all the Christians have vanished from the Islamic world.

In China, Christianity is seen as a subversive ideology of the West to undermine the regime.

In Europe, a century ago, British and German soldiers came out of the trenches to meet in No-Man's Land to sing Christmas carols and exchange gifts. It did not happen in 1915, or ever again.

In the century since, all the Western empires have vanished. All of their armies and navies have melted away. All have lost their Christian faith. All have seen their birthrates plummet. All their nations are aging, shrinking and dying, and all are witnessing invasions from formerly subject peoples and lands.

[Read the rest here.]

Wednesday, December 26, 2012

When “Assault Weapons” Saved Koreatown

When “Assault Weapons” Saved Koreatown
By Ryan James Girdusky 
December 23, 2012
Human Events

This year marked the 20th anniversary of the Los Angeles riots, sparked by the acquittal of four Los Angeles Police Department officers accused of beating the now-deceased Rodney King.  During the five days, mobs around Los Angeles looted stores, burnt 3,767 buildings, caused more than $1 billion in property damage, and led to the deaths of more than 50 [sic; more than 60] people and left another 4,000 injured.  A story that has been forgotten since then is that of the brave storeowners in Koreatown who fended off mobs with handguns, rifles and assault weapons.

On the second day of the riots, the police had abandoned much of Koreatown.  Jay Rhee, a storeowner in the area, stated to The Los Angeles Times, “we have lost faith in the police.”

With the cops nowhere to be found, hundreds of people marauded through the streets towards Koreatown.  The neighborhood suffered 45 percent of all the property damage and five fatalities of storeowners during the riots.  Having had enough of waiting for police, Korean storeowners assembled into militias to protect themselves, their families, and businesses.

According to the Los Angeles Times, “From the rooftops of their supermarkets, a group of Koreans armed with shotguns and automatic weapons peered onto the smoky streets…Koreans have turned their pastel-colored mini-malls into fortresses against looters tide.”

Rhee claimed that the storeowners shot off 500 rounds into the sky and ground in order to break up the masses of people.  The only weapons able to clear that much ammo in a very short time are assault weapons.  Single shot pistols or rifles might not have been able to deter the crowd hell-bent on destroying the neighborhood.

By the end of the day storeowners had slain four looters and fended off the mob.  It would be 24 more hours until the National Guard arrived and another two days before the riots were completely put down.  Had the riots occurred just a couple of years later when the Congress banned assault weapons, many of these storeowners may not have been so lucky. It’s situations like the LA riots, which, while being rare, can occur anywhere from the streets of Los Angeles to far off countries during the Arab Spring.

Assault weapons are legal for this reason: they protect people from extreme cases of assault.

Many liberal pundits like talk show host Piers Morgan, who immigrated to this country several years ago, cannot see a reason why assault weapons might be practical to be owned by civilians. Had he been a Korean immigrant in South Los Angeles in 1992, he would have been decrying, “from my cold dead hands.”

In the wake of the recent tragedy in Connecticut, it is important to focus discussion with a more broad perspective on lawful gun ownership. Instead of creating a media blitz that fails to remember the day when a neighborhood was saved by an assault weapon.  But lest it be forgotten, assault weapons don’t save neighborhoods, people save neighborhoods.

Ryan James Girdusky writes from New York City. Follow him on twitter @Ryan_JamesG. If you enjoyed the article please #RememberKoreaTown on twitter.

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

It’s the Third Annual WEJB/NSU Christmas Concert!

 
[Originally produced on Christmas Day, 2010.]

Ideally, you have a thingamajig to pipe these videos into your TV screen, and can settle back on your living room couch with blankets, cozy with your loved ones, with mugs of hot chocolate or real egg nog within reach. Or maybe you’re like me, sitting in front of a little computer screen, with a kid almost as big as you are sitting on your lap, cutting off the circulation to your thigh. (I can no longer imagine not having a kid sitting on my lap, cutting off the circulation to my thigh, no matter how big he gets!)

Whatever your station, I hope that you can put your cares away for as long as you watch these videos. The lyrics follow each song.

The concert’s first act consists of popular, modern Christmas songs; the second of traditional, religious songs.

With best holiday wishes,

Nicholas Stix

P.S. Christmas, 2012

This year’s production contains a new version of der Bingle singing “White Christmas,” as the older version had a commercial that ran 62 seconds and, for the first time, includes “Carol of the Bells.”

I had to replace many of the previous recordings, due to the copyright cops, but I am also pleased to announce that there is one other huge, surprise addition this year--but it's not likely to remain available for long!

In case anyone is wondering why there are so many performances by Bing Crosby--that man was just born to sing Christmas music! I wish I had more of his recordings!

Enjoy!
 


* * *

White Christmas: Bing Crosby



Thanks to christmas123100.

 

White Christmas
Words and Music by Irving Berlin

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
Just like the ones I used to know,
Where the treetops glisten,
And children listen,
To hear sleigh bells in the snow.

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
With every Christmas card I write,
May your days be merry and bright,
And may all your Christmases be white.

[Bridge]

I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,
With every Christmas card I write,
May your days be merry and bright,
And may all your Christmases be white.

Thanks to Christmas Carols/UK.

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Happy Holiday/The Holiday Season: Andy Williams
 

 

Lyrics and music for "Happy Holiday" by Irving Berlin
Music and lyrics for "The Holiday Season" by Kay Thompson

Happy holiday,
Happy holiday,
While the merry bells keep ringing,
May your every wish come true.

Happy holiday,
Happy holiday,
May the calendar keep bringing,
Happy holidays to you.

It's the holiday season,
And Santa Claus is coming back,
The Christmas snow is white on the ground,
When old Santa gets into town,
He'll be coming down the chimney, down,
Coming down the chimney, down.

It's the holiday season,
And Santa Claus has got a toy,
For every good girl and good little boy,
He's a great big bundle of joy,
He'll be coming down the chimney, down,
Coming down the chimney, down.

He'll have a big fat pack upon his back,
And lots of goodies for you and me,
So leave a peppermint stick for old St. Nick,
Hanging on the Christmas tree.

It's the holiday season,
With the whoop-de-do and hickory dock,
And don't forget to hang up your sock,
‘Cause just exactly at 12 o'clock,
He'll be coming down the chimney,
Coming down the chimney,
Coming down the chimney, down!

Happy holiday,
Happy holiday,
While the merry bells keep bringing,
Happy holidays to you.

Happy holiday,
Happy holiday,
May the calendar keep bringing,
Happy holidays to you,
To you … happy holiday (repeats to fade).

Thanks to USAirwaysPilotA330.

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Merry Christmas, Darling: Karen Carpenter
 

 

Merry Christmas, Darling

Greeting cards have all been sent,
The Christmas rush is through,
But I still have one wish to make,
A special one for you.

Merry Christmas, darling,
We're apart, that's true,
But I can dream and in my dreams,
I'm Christmas-ing with you.

Holidays are joyful,
There's always something new,
But every day's a holiday,
When I'm near to you.

The lights on my tree,
I wish you could see,
I wish it every day,
Logs on the fire,
Fill me with desire,
To see you and to say.

That I wish you Merry Christmas,
Happy New Year, too,
I've just one wish,
On this Christmas Eve,
I wish I were with you.

[Bridge]

Logs on the fire,
Fill me with desire,
To see you and to say,
That I wish you Merry Christmas,
Happy New Year, too,
I've just one wish,
On this Christmas Eve,
I wish I were with you,
I wish I were with you.

Merry, Merry, Merry Christmas,
Merry Christmas … Darling.


Thanks to SharonTG and Romantic Lyrics.

* * *
It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year: Andy Williams
 

 
It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year

It's the most wonderful time of the year,
With the kids jingle-belling,
And everyone telling you,
Be of good cheer,
It's the most wonderful time of the year.

It's the hap-happiest season of all,
With those holiday greetings,
And great happy meetings,
When friends come to call,
It's the hap-happiest season of all.

There'll be parties for hosting,
Marshmallows for roasting,
And caroling out in the snow,
There'll be scary ghost stories,
And tales of the glories,
Of Christmases long, long ago,

It's the most wonderful time of the year,
There be much mistletoe-ing,
And hearts will be glowing,
When loved ones are near,
It's the most wonderful time of the year.

Woah, there'll be parties for hosting,
Marshmallows for roasting,
And caroling out in the snow,
There'll be scary ghost stories,
And tales of the glories,
Of Christmases long, long ago.

It's the most wonderful time of the year,
There be much mistletoe-ing,
And hearts will be glowing,
When loved ones are near,
It's the most wonderful time,
It's the most wonderful time,
It's the most wonderful time of the year.


Thanks to claudettecolbert60 and Cowboy Lyrics.

* * *
How are Things in Glocca Morra?: Kate Baldwin in Finian’s Rainbow
 

 

(To those who may ask what this song has to do with Christmas: All I know is that when I was a wee lad, it wasn’t Christmas, until you heard Ella Logan (also here) of the original, 1947 Broadway cast singing “How are Things in Glocca Morra?” on a Christmas special, or on the Ed Sullivan Show.)


How are things in Glocca Morra?
Music by Burton Lane
Lyrics by E.Y. “Yip” Harburg

How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that little brook still leaping there?
Does it still run down to Donny cove?
Through Killybegs, Kilkerry, and Kildare?

How are things in Glocca Morra?
Is that willow tree still weeping there?
Does that laddie with the twinklin' eye
Come whistlin' by,
And does he walk away,
Sad and dreamy there, not to see me there?

So I ask each weepin' willow,
And each brook along the way,
And each lad that comes a-whistlin,'
Tooralay.

How are things in Glocca Morra
This fine day?


Thanks to FiniansRainbowBway and St L Lyrics.

* * *
Silver Bells: Bing Crosby & Rosemary Clooney



Thanks to SuperLivija.



Silver Bells
By Jay Livingston and Ray Evans

City sidewalks, busy sidewalks,
Dressed in holiday style,
In the air there's a feeling
Of Christmas,
Children laughing, people passing,
Meeting smile after smile,
And on every street corner you'll hear.

Silver bells,
Silver bells,
It's Christmas time in the city,
Ring-a-ling,
Hear them ring,
Soon it will be Christmas Day.

Strings of streetlights, even stoplights,
Blink of bright red and green,
As the shoppers rush home with their treasures,
Hear the snow crunch,
See the kids bunch,
This is Santa's big scene,
And above all the bustle you'll hear.

Silver bells,
Silver bells,
It's Christmas time in the city,
Ring-a-ling, hear them ring,
Soon it will be Christmas Day,
Soon it will be Christmas Day.


Thanks to rflowers57 and Cowboy Lyrics

* * *
“Do You Hear What I Hear?”: Bing Crosby
 

 

Do You Hear What I Hear?

Said the night wind to the little lamb,
"Do you see what I see?
Way up in the sky, little lamb,
Do you see what I see?
A star, a star, dancing in the night,
With a tail as big as a kite,
With a tail as big as a kite."

Said the little lamb to the shepherd boy,
"Do you hear what I hear?
Ringing through the sky, shepherd boy,
Do you hear what I hear?
A song, a song, high above the trees,
With a voice as big as the sea,
With a voice as big as the sea."

Said the shepherd boy to the mighty king,
"Do you know what I know?
In your palace warm, mighty king,
Do you know what I know?
A child, a child shivers in the cold—
Let us bring him silver and gold,
Let us bring him silver and gold."

Said the king to the people everywhere,
"Listen to what I say!
Pray for peace, people, everywhere,
Listen to what I say!
The child, the child sleeping in the night,
He will bring us goodness and light,
He will bring us goodness and light."


Thanks to 6891man and Christmas World.

* * *
Little Drummer Boy: Vienna Boys Choir
 

Thanks to BankheadTheater.


Little Drummer Boy
By Katherine K. Davis, Henry Onorati and Harry Simeone

Come they told me, pa rum pum pum pum,
A new born King to see, pa rum pum pum pum,
Our finest gifts we bring, pa rum pum pum pum,
To lay before the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum.

So to honor Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
When we come.

Little Baby, pa rum pum pum pum,
I am a poor boy too, pa rum pum pum pum,
I have no gift to bring, pa rum pum pum pum,
That's fit to give the King, pa rum pum pum pum,
Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum.

Shall I play for you, pa rum pum pum pum,
On my drum?

Mary nodded, pa rum pum pum pum,
The ox and lamb kept time, pa rum pum pum pum,
I played my drum for Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
I played my best for Him, pa rum pum pum pum,
Rum pum pum pum, rum pum pum pum.

Then He smiled at me, pa rum pum pum pum,
Me and my drum.


Thanks to lullubelle2 and Christmas Carols/UK.

* *
Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas: Judy Garland in Meet Me in St. Louis (1944)


Thanks to argirenios.

 

Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas
By Ralph Blane and Hugh Martin

Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Let your heart be light,
From now on,
Our troubles will be out of sight.

Have yourself a merry little Christmas,
Make the Yule-tide gay,
From now on,
Our troubles will be miles away.

Here we are, as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore,
Faithful friends who are dear to us,
Gather near to us, once more.

Through the years,
We all will be together,
If the fates allow,
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough,
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now.

[Bridge]

Here we are, as in olden days,
Happy golden days of yore,
Faithful friends who are dear to us,
Gather near to us, once more.

Through the years,
We all will be together,
If the fates allow,
Hang a shining star upon the highest bough,
And have yourself a merry little Christmas now.

Thanks to Christmas Carols/UK.


Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas: Frank Sinatra
 

 

Thanks to ClassicxFilesRocker.

* * *
Christmas Song: Judy Garland & Mel Torme
 


 
In case you’re wondering, and I’m sure you are, I don’t have a video of Nat Cole singing “Christmas Song,” because his heirs have made it impossible. “This video is no longer available due to a copyright claim by King Cole Partners, LP.
Sorry about that.”


Christmas Song
By Mel Torme and Robert Wells

Chestnuts roasting on an open fire,
Jack Frost nipping on your nose,
Yuletide carols being sung by a choir,
And folks dressed up like Eskimos.

Everybody knows, a turkey and some mistletoe,
Help to make the season bright,
Tiny tots with their eyes all aglow,
Will find it hard to sleep tonight.

They know that Santa's on his way,
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh,
And every mother's child is going to spy,
To see if reindeer really know how to fly.

And so I'm offering this simple phrase,
To kids from one to ninety-two,
Although it’s been said many times, many ways,
Merry Christmas … to you.

[Bridge]

They know that Santa's on his way,
He's loaded lots of toys and goodies on his sleigh,
And every mother's child is going to spy,
To see if reindeer really know how to fly.

And so I'm offering this simple phrase,
To kids from one to ninety-two,
Although it’s been said many times, many ways,
Merry Christmas … to you.



Nat King Cole: Christmas Song



(Christmas, 2012: Download this one, while you can, kiddies. I hear a siren just down the street. It’s the ... copyright cops!)

Thanks to argirenios.
* * *
Here We Come A-Caroling/We Wish You a Merry Christmas: Perry Como & Co.
 

 

Here We Come A-Caroling
(The Wassail Song) – Traditional
The wassail bowl was a combination of hot ale or beer, spices, and mead, alcoholic enough to warm a cold caroler.

Here we come a-caroling among the leaves so green,
Here we come a-wand'ring so fair to be seen,
Love and joy come to you,
And to you glad Christmas too,
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year,
And God send you a Happy New Year.

We are not daily beggars that beg from door to door,
But we are neighbors' children whom you have seen before,
Love and joy come to you,
And to you glad Christmas too,
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year,
And God send you a Happy New Year.

God bless the master of this house, likewise the mistress too,
And all the little children that round the table go,
Love and joy come to you,
And to you glad Christmas, too,
And God bless you and send you a Happy New Year,
And God send you a Happy New Year.


We Wish You a Merry Christmas

We wish you a Merry Christmas,
We wish you a Merry Christmas,
We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year,
Good tidings we bring to you and your kin,
Good tidings for Christmas and a Happy New Year.

Oh, bring us a figgy pudding,
Oh, bring us a figgy pudding,
Oh, bring us a figgy pudding and a cup of good cheer.

We won't go until we get some,
We won't go until we get some,
We won't go until we get some, so bring some out here.

We wish you a Merry Christmas,
We wish you a Merry Christmas,
We wish you a Merry Christmas and a Happy New Year.


Thanks to ElRadioLatina, Butler Webs Christmas Carols, and Christmas Carols/UK.

* * *
Hark! The Herald Angels Sing/It Came Upon A Midnight Clear: Bing Crosby
 

 

Hark! The Herald Angels Sing
Words by Charles Wesley,
Music by Felix Mendelssohn

Hark! The herald angels sing,
"Glory to the newborn King!
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled,"
Joyful, all ye nations rise,
Join the triumph of the skies,
With the angelic host proclaim,
"Christ is born in Bethlehem!"

Christ by highest heaven adored,
Christ the everlasting Lord!
Late in time behold Him come,
Offspring of a Virgin's womb,
Veiled in flesh, the Godhead see,
Hail the incarnate Deity,
Pleased as man with man to dwell,
Jesus, our Emmanuel!

Hark! The herald angels sing,
"Glory to the newborn King!
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled,"
Joyful, all ye nations rise,
Join the triumph of the skies,
With the angelic host proclaim,
"Christ is born in Bethlehem!"

Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail the Son of Righteousness!
Light and life to all He brings,
Ris'n with healing in His wings,
Mild He lays His glory by,
Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the sons of earth;
Born to give them second birth.

Hark! The herald angels sing,
"Glory to the newborn King!
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sinners reconciled,"
Joyful, all ye nations rise,
Join the triumph of the skies,
With the angelic host proclaim,
"Christ is born in Bethlehem!"


It Came Upon A Midnight Clear
Edmund Hamilton Sears

It came upon the midnight clear,
That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth,
To touch their harps of gold:
"Peace on the earth, goodwill to men
From heavens all gracious King!"
The world in solemn stillness lay,
To hear the angels sing.

Still through the cloven skies they come,
With peaceful wings unfurled,
And still their heavenly music floats,
O'er all the weary world:
Above its sad and lowly plains,
They bend on hovering wing,
And ever o'er its Babel sounds,
The blessed angels sing.

O ye beneath life's crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way,
With painful steps and slow,
Look now, for glad and golden hours,
Come swiftly on the wing,
Oh rest beside the weary road,
And hear the angels sing.

For lo! the days are hastening on,
By prophets seen of old,
When with the ever-circling years,
Shall come the time foretold,
When the new heaven and earth shall own,
The Prince of Peace, their King,
And the whole world send back the song,
Which now the angels sing.


Thanks to newfilmscjc40, Butler Webs Christmas Carols, and Christmas Carols/UK.

* * *
I Wonder as I Wander: The John Brown University Choir
 

 

(Yes, the video looks awful, and the mike needed to be closer, but bear with it. The soprano sings like an angel and, as Maureen Hegarty and Barbra Streisand's versions make all too clear, this song requires a soprano.)

I Wonder While I Wander

I wonder as I wander out under the sky,
How Jesus the Savior did come for to die,
For poor on'ry people like you and like I,
I wonder as I wander out under the sky.

When Mary birthed Jesus 'twas in a cow's stall,
With wise men and farmers and shepherds and all,
But high from God's heaven, a star's light did fall,
And the promise of ages it then did recall.

If Jesus had wanted for any wee thing,
A star in the sky or a bird on the wing,
Or all of God's Angels in heaven to sing,
He surely could have it, 'cause he was the King.

I wonder as I wander out under the sky,
How Jesus the Savior did come for to die,
For poor on'ry people like you and like I,
I wonder as I wander out under the sky.


Thanks to jernigana and Oldie Lyrics.

* * *
Silent Night: Bing Crosby
 

Thanks to overjazzrecords.
 

Silent Night

Silent night, holy night,
All is calm, all is bright,
Round yon’ Virgin Mother and Child,
Holy Infant, so tender and mild,
Sleep in heavenly peace,
Sleep in heavenly peace.

Silent night, holy night!
Shepherds quake at the sight,
Glories stream from heaven afar,
Heavenly hosts sing, Alleluia!
Christ, the Savior is born,
Christ, the Savior is born.

Silent night, holy night,
Son of God, love's pure light,
Radiant beams from Thy holy face,
With the dawn of redeeming grace,
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth,
Jesus, Lord, at Thy birth.


Thanks to bigwallypants and Christmas Carols/UK.

* * *
Deck the Halls: Bing Crosby
 

 

Deck the Halls
By Sonal Panse

Deck the halls with boughs of holly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
'Tis the season to be jolly,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Don we now our gay apparel,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Troll the ancient Yultide carol,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

See the blazing Yule before us,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Strike the harp and join the chorus,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Follow me in merry measure,
Fa la la, la la la, la la la,
While I tell of Yuletide's treasure,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Fast away the old year passes,
Fa la la la la, la la la la,
Hail the new, ye lads and lasses,
Fa la la la la, la la la la.

Sing we joyous all together,
Fa la la, la la la, la la la,
Heedless of the wind and weather.
Fa la la la la, la la la la.


Thanks to bigwallypants and Christmas Carols/UK.

* * *
Oh, Little Town of Bethlehem: The Mormon Tabernacle Choir
 

 

Oh, Little Town of Bethlehem

O little town of Bethlehem,
How still we see thee lie,
Above thy deep and dreamless sleep,
The silent stars go by,
Yet in thy dark streets shineth,
The everlasting light,
The hopes and fears of all the years,
Are met in thee tonight.

For Christ is born of Mary,
And gathered all above,
While mortals sleep, the angels keep,
Their watch of wondering love,
O morning stars together,
Proclaim the holy birth,
And praises sing to God the King,
And peace to men on earth.

How silently, how silently,
The wondrous gift is given!
So God imparts to human hearts,
The blessings of His heaven,
No ear may hear His coming,
But in this world of sin,
Where meek souls will receive him still,
The dear Christ enters in.

O holy Child of Bethlehem,
Descend to us, we pray,
Cast out our sin and enter in,
Be born to us today,
We hear the Christmas angels,
The great glad tidings tell,
O come to us, abide with us,
Our Lord Emmanuel.


Thanks to DandC25v12 and Christmas Carols/UK.

* * *
O Come, All Ye Faithful: The Mormon Tabernacle Choir

 


Thanks to Mormon Channel.
 

O Come All Ye Faithful

O Come All Ye Faithful
Joyful and triumphant,
O come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem.
Come and behold Him,
Born the King of Angels;
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord.

O Sing, choirs of angels,
Sing in exultation,
Sing all that hear in heaven God's holy word.
Give to our Father glory in the Highest;
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord.

All Hail! Lord, we greet Thee,
Born this happy morning,
O Jesus! for evermore be Thy name adored.
Word of the Father, now in flesh appearing;
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
O come, let us adore Him,
Christ the Lord.


Thanks to MormonChristmas and Christmas Carols/UK.

* * *
Ave Maria: Schubert
 

 

Ave Maria Prayer : The Latin text of the Ave Maria prayer
set to the music by Franz Schubert
Ave Maria Gratia plena
Maria Gratia plena
Maria Gratia plena
Ave, ave dominus
Dominus tecum

Benedicta tu in mulieribus
Et benedictus
Et benedictus fructus ventris
Ventris tui Jesus

Ave Maria
Ave Maria Mater dei
Ora pro nobis pecatoribus
Ora, ora pro nobis
Ora ora pro nobis pecatoribus

Nunc et in hora mortis
In hora mortis, mortis nostrae
In hora mortis nostrae
Ave Maria!


Ave Maria
German translation by Adam Storck from
"The Lady of the Lake" by Sir Walter Scott

Ave Maria! Ave Maria! maiden mild!
Listen to a maiden's prayer!
Thou canst hear though from the wild,
Thou canst save amid despair.
Safe may we sleep beneath thy care,
Though banish'd, outcast and reviled -
Maiden! hear a maiden's prayer;
Mother, hear a suppliant child!
Ave Maria!

Ave Maria! undefiled!
The flinty couch we now must share
Shall seem this down of eider piled,
If thy protection hover there.
The murky cavern's heavy air
Shall breathe of balm if thou hast smiled;
Then, Maiden! hear a maiden's prayer;
Mother, list a suppliant child!
Ave Maria!

Ave Maria! stainless styled!
Foul demons of the earth and air,
From this their wonted haunt exiled,
Shall flee before thy presence fair.
We bow us to our lot of care,
Beneath thy guidance reconciled;
Hear for a maid a maiden's prayer,
And for a father hear a child!
Ave Maria!
Ave Maria

German translation by Adam Storck from
"The Lady of the Lake" by Sir Walter Scott
Thanks to Daishi001 and Christmas Carols/UK

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God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen: Bing Crosby
 

 

God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen

God rest ye merry, gentlemen
Let nothing you dismay
Remember, Christ, our Saviour
Was born on Christmas day
To save us all from Satan's power
When we were gone astray
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy

In Bethlehem, in Israel,
This blessed Babe was born
And laid within a manger
Upon this blessed morn
The which His Mother Mary
Did nothing take in scorn
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy

From God our Heavenly Father
A blessed Angel came;
And unto certain Shepherds
Brought tidings of the same:
How that in Bethlehem was born
The Son of God by Name.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy

"Fear not then," said the Angel,
"Let nothing you affright,
This day is born a Saviour
Of a pure Virgin bright,
To free all those who trust in Him
From Satan's power and might."
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy

The shepherds at those tidings
Rejoiced much in mind,
And left their flocks a-feeding
In tempest, storm and wind:
And went to Bethlehem straightway
The Son of God to find.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy

And when they came to Bethlehem
Where our dear Saviour lay,
They found Him in a manger,
Where oxen feed on hay;
His Mother Mary kneeling down,
Unto the Lord did pray.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy

Now to the Lord sing praises,
All you within this place,
And with true love and brotherhood
Each other now embrace;
This holy tide of Christmas
All other doth deface.
O tidings of comfort and joy,
Comfort and joy
O tidings of comfort and joy

Thanks to ChristmasJingleBells and Christmas Carols/UK

* * *
Good King Wenceslas: York Minster 1995 Choir and Soloists
 

 

Good King Wenceslas

Good King Wenceslas looked out
On the feast of Stephen
When the snow lay round about
Deep and crisp and even
Brightly shone the moon that night
Though the frost was cruel
When a poor man came in sight
Gath'ring winter fuel

"Hither, page, and stand by me
If thou know'st it, telling
Yonder peasant, who is he?
Where and what his dwelling?"
"Sire, he lives a good league hence
Underneath the mountain
Right against the forest fence
By Saint Agnes' fountain."

"Bring me flesh and bring me wine
Bring me pine logs hither
Thou and I will see him dine
When we bear him thither."
Page and monarch forth they went
Forth they went together
Through the rude wind's wild lament
And the bitter weather

"Sire, the night is darker now
And the wind blows stronger
Fails my heart, I know not how,
I can go no longer."
"Mark my footsteps, my good page
Tread thou in them boldly
Thou shalt find the winter's rage
Freeze thy blood less coldly."

In his master's steps he trod
Where the snow lay dinted
Heat was in the very sod
Which the Saint had printed
Therefore, Christian men, be sure
Wealth or rank possessing
Ye who now will bless the poor
Shall yourselves find blessing


Thanks to notyobs and Christmas Carols/UK.

* * *
Joy to the World: Bing Crosby
 

 

Joy to the World

Joy to the world, the Lord is come!
Let earth receive her King;
Let every heart prepare Him room,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven and nature sing,
And Heaven, and Heaven, and nature sing.

Joy to the world, the Savior reigns!
Let men their songs employ;
While fields and floods, rocks, hills and plains
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat the sounding joy,
Repeat, repeat, the sounding joy.

No more let sins and sorrows grow,
Nor thorns infest the ground;
He comes to make His blessings flow
Far as the curse is found,
Far as the curse is found,
Far as, far as, the curse is found.

He rules the world with truth and grace,
And makes the nations prove
The glories of His righteousness,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders of His love,
And wonders, wonders, of His love.


Thanks to KatJu1986 and Christmas Carols/UK.

* * *
The Twelve Days of Christmas: Roger Whittaker
 

 

The Twelve Days of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas,
My true love sent to me,
A partridge in a pear tree.

On the second day of Christmas,
My true love sent to me,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the third day of Christmas,
My true love sent to me,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the fourth day of Christmas,
My true love sent to me,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the fifth day of Christmas,
My true love sent to me
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the sixth day of Christmas,
My true love sent to me
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the seventh day of Christmas,
My true love sent to me,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the eighth day of Christmas,
My true love sent to me,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the ninth day of Christmas,
My true love sent to me,
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the tenth day of Christmas,
My true love sent to me,
Ten lords a-leaping,
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the eleventh day of Christmas,
My true love sent to me,
Eleven pipers piping,
Ten lords a-leaping,
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree.

On the twelfth day of Christmas,
My true love sent to me,
Twelve drummers drumming,
Eleven pipers piping,
Ten lords a-leaping,
Nine ladies dancing,
Eight maids a-milking,
Seven swans a-swimming,
Six geese a-laying,
Five golden rings,
Four calling birds,
Three French hens,
Two turtle doves,
And a partridge in a pear tree!


Thanks to healthyhabits007 and Christmas Carols/UK.

* * *
The First Noel
 

 


The First Noel

The First Noel, the Angels did say,
Was to certain poor shepherds in fields as they lay,
In fields where they lay keeping their sheep,
On a cold winter's night that was so deep,
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel!

They looked up and saw a star,
Shining in the East beyond them far,
And to the earth it gave great light,
And so it continued both day and night,
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel!

And by the light of that same star,
Three Wise men came from country far,
To seek for a King was their intent,
And to follow the star wherever it went,
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel!

This star drew nigh to the northwest,
O'er Bethlehem it took its rest,
And there it did both pause and stay,
Right o'er the place where Jesus lay,
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel!

Then entered in those wise men three,
Full reverently upon their knee,
And offered there in His presence,
Their gold and myrrh and frankincense,
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel!

Then let us all with one accord,
Sing praises to our heavenly Lord,
That hath made Heaven and earth of nought,
And with his blood mankind has bought,
Noel, Noel, Noel, Noel,
Born is the King of Israel!


Thanks to anime1217 and Christmas Carols/UK.



The Carol of the Bells
 


 

[Thanks to never2without3.]
 

Information, by way of 8Notes.
 
Composed by Unknown
Lyrics, by Peter J. Wilhousky

Hark! How the bells, sweet silver bells,
All seem to say, throw cares away,
Christmas is here, bringing good cheer,
To young and old, (meek and the bold),
Ding, dong, ding, dong, that is their song,
With joyful ring, (all caroling),
One seems to hear words of good cheer,
From everywhere, (filling the air),
O, how they pound, raising the sound,
O’er hill and dale, telling their tale.

Gaily they ring, while people sing,
Songs of good cheer, Christmas is here!
Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas!
Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas!

On, on they send, on without end,
Their joyful tone to every home,
(Hark! How the bells, sweet silver bells,
All seem to say, throw cares away),
Christmas is here, bringing good cheer,
To young and old, (meek and the bold),
Ding, dong, ding, dong, that is their song,
With joyful ring, (all caroling),
One seems to hear words of good cheer,
From everywhere, (filling the air),
O, how they pound, raising the sound,
O'er hill and dale, telling their tale.

Gaily, they ring, while people sing,
Songs of good cheer, Christmas is here!
Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas!
Merry, merry, merry, merry Christmas!
 

My son just found this for me. I was tempted to retroactively add it to the Christmas Concert, but instead decided to publish it separately, since otherwise, many readers would miss it until next year. At that time, I’ll add it to the concert.
 

The Artist: Traditional Music of unknown author

Composition Date: Unknown

Composition Info: A traditional Ukrainian song, known as “Schedryk.” The legend of the “lastivochka” (“The Swallow”), recounted in a winsome folk song, was given a harmonious arrangement by Mykola Leontovych, and traveled to the United States in 1922 with Alexander Koshetz and the touring Ukrainian National Chorus. American composer Peter J. Wilhousky added new lyrics, upped the tempo, and named the song, “Carol of the Bells.”