LETTERS TO THE EDITOR

Abolish Federal Reserve Act

The Federal Reserve refers to the rate at which private banks borrow money from each other or from the Federal Reserve in order to meet their reserve requirements for making loans, set 10 cents in reserve for every dollar they loan. By lowering the rate to zero, the Feds are essentially handing out free money to bankers, saying: Take this bag of cash. Use it for loans or whatever you want, it doesn't matter what interest rate you charge; you're guaranteed a profit. The Feds are only interested in ensuring the future of the current system of debt - and the profits of its fellow private bankers.

But, if you want to continue to be slaves of bankers and pay the cost of your own slavery, then let bankers continue to create money and control credit. John Adams said that the Federal Reserve system has forced millions of people, along with our own government, deeply into debt by controlling the people's own property - their means of exchange, money. Even more appropriate today: Remember 1929 and the years that followed, and curse yourself for not compelling Congress to take back the creation and control of money and the nation's credit then.

Reading his words, how long will Americans continue to believe in this gigantic fraud of private banking? Adams wrote, He may be a fraud, we can admit, to ourselves, but maybe this fraud keeps us. Well, it does - it keeps us in bondage as does future generations.

If we want to be free from this bondage, we must pressure Congress to abolish the Federal Reserve Act, and Congress has the power to control and set interest rates according to the Constitution and create money backed by gold and silver. That will make our nation debt-free. Read the Constitution and see how much freedom we have lost so far. Time for the citizens of this nation to take back our government and follow the guidelines of our Constitution.

Vernon Carles

Spring Hill

True Traffic Tale

Love it here in Spring Hill. As the new year begins, I feel compelled to tell a story. It's true, but perhaps stranger than fiction, of a day here in our Spring Hill when things went a bit astray.

A lovely lady with grown child aboard drove out of one of our fine shopping centers, paused at a light just behind another vehicle. The light changed and she crossed Commercial Way at Spring Hill's waterfall. She found the car ahead was going each and every way, wiggling right, left, mostly down the middle using two lanes. Hanging back, she finally went left and passed the one with the wormlike path. Blocks flashed by and there was again a light. The woman stopped behind another two and she waited patiently. Suddenly, she perceived that the now weaving car she passed was going like a rabbit. The sitting lady, now a duck, was struck in her car's posterior.

Then the light changed; she was now not number three but one. One and two were off on their lark.

The struck woman was quickly shoulderbound; alighted, she told her adversary to move to the shoulder. She received, in reply, "Why?"

She was told "You hit me," and "Get your car off the road." She then laughed with glee and said, "An accident again!" She walked to the middle of the road and fought being taken to safety, laughing and mumbling. Finally, a passing nurse took her away to safety and called the EMT for evaluation. They failed to find her to be chemically impaired.

SHSD responded and the deputy was told she had no license due to previous accidents. She presented an expired insurance card but claimed that DMV had said she would get a new license over the telephone. She also asked the deputy if she could go home. Why? "To walk the dog."

As I said, "Love it here in Spring Hill." But my why is simply, "Why did the deputy spend time trying to call the uninsured-unlicensed driver's kin to take her away?" Granted, she was only 77, only a bit loopy, a cookie, but she almost killed...

Those of us that love it here need something ... something called protection. And this obviously means some way to enforce "loopy" off the road.

And, oh yes, the injured lady...

In pain, her X-rays said "will live," pending MRI scans, medicated. Meanwhile, her car is down, $700 in damage plus big, big bucks for treatment.

And yes, "loopy" laughs and says, "Jail? - Why me?"

Paul A. Mencher

Spring Hill