By Earl Lofland
I am a pirate, My family were also pirates! And I still go vacation at the location that all started our homes to be called the "Nest of pirates" every year with my family! Where is it? If you thought it is somewhere in the Caribbean you don't know Early-American history, prior to the rape that was done in Washington, DC on February 21,1871 that turned Washington DC into a Corporation- One cons-piracy by the 41st Congress to enslave us back to the Crown of England again.
Many will stand accused as co cons pirateers for voting for the same cons-pirateers which have continuously facilitated acts of violence, with malice against the human race. Will you be one of those who stands and thinks you are so patriotic as you remove your hat and put your hand over your heart; while the Star Spangled Banner plays before the next game you attend; While being so quick at placing your finger on a lever in a booth, or to punch a hole in a card-- deciding to select the same factions which sold this nation back to the very crown and country that bombarded Ft McHenry Baltimore MD. as Mr Francis Scott Key and John Stuart Skinner where held captive and forced to watch in horror onboard the HMS Surprise and later back on HMS Minden?
While the British dubbed the city of Baltimore a "Nest of Pirates", because of the Chesapeake having so many Privateers fighting against the Crown for the nations liberty from tyranny. Let it be known that this "Nest of Pirates" were the towns of men and women whom fought and died so, so you can stand at your cherished ball game, and shed a tear as you hold your hand over your heart to listen to some half wit pop artist hack up the song of a nations plight for liberty.
One of the battle locations that outraged the British troops so much they deemed the Chesapeake bay and Baltimore, MD a "Nest of Pirates"Location St. Michaels, Maryland
I vacation and tour the Miles River every year.
The Star Spangled Banner
Francis Scott Key
Francis Scott Key
O! say can you see by the dawn's early light,What so proudly we hailed at the twilight's last gleaming,Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,O'er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there;O! say does that star-spangled banner yet wave,O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave?
On the shore dimly seen through the mists of the deep,Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,What is that which the breeze, o'er the towering steep,As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,In full glory reflected now shines in the stream:'Tis the star-spangled banner, O! long may it waveO'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
And where is that band who so vauntingly sworeThat the havoc of war and the battle's confusion,A home and a country, should leave us no more?Their blood has washed out their foul footsteps' pollution.No refuge could save the hireling and slaveFrom the terror of flight, or the gloom of the grave:And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave,O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.
O! thus be it ever, when freemen shall standBetween their loved home and the war's desolation.Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the Heav'n rescued landPraise the Power that hath made and preserved us a nation!Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,And this be our motto: "In God is our trust."And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall waveO'er the land of the free and the home of the brave.