'The year is 2031.

You've managed to escape from the FEMA camp you were forced into after a false flag dirty bomb attack was used to enact nation wide martial law.

As you run desperately toward the horizon you choke on the air full of aluminum oxide. Routine chem trailing ensures that only Monsanto's genetically modified creations grow, preventing criminal dissidents from growing their own food supply.

As you reach the top of a small hill you come face to face with the military's latest patrol-bot. In a fraction of a second the machine's sophisticated camera and computer system analyze your face and scan the biometric data in your subdermal implant. Immediately the drone opens fire, cutting you down in a hail of bullets that were manufactured in China.

As you sputter out your final breath your one final thought is, "If only I had voted for Ron Paul…"'

2:45---A guarantee of civil rights for people everywhere? NOOOOOOOOO!

For close to forty years, the John Birch Society has been America's number one source for surplus filing cabinets.

John Birch is the grandpappy of all that's wrong with our country right now. Richard Nixon would be the pappy. Everything else is just the inevitable twisting of cogs that started in the Cold War era we're still working through.

A mere 65 years after it's founding, the United Nations has become almost powerful enough to compel the government of Myanmar to release some of their imprisoned political dissidents.

Clearly it is only a matter of centuries before this insidious engine of world domination takes the next step: forcing a portion of all road signs in Idaho to be converted to the metric system.

Those guys really gotta stop throwing out their plaques. So wasteful!