It was
1975 and a new partnership between our ranch and a
neighbor added a third grazing permit to our
operation. This Lodge Grass allotment was on the
western border of Wyoming’s Big Horn Mountains and
vehicle access was either via a bumpy, two-hour trek
across the Crow Reservation of Montana, or a
four-hour circuitous drive through Dayton Wyoming.
To secure trespass permission for the more direct
route, my brother, Dana, journeyed to Crow Agency to
consult Crow Tribal Chairman Patrick Stands Over
Bull.
Dana wasn’t quite twenty when he apprehensively
walked to the receptionist’s desk in the hallway
outside the tribal chairman’s office. He explained
his intentions to the receptionist and she
instructed him to take a seat. He sat. Dana studied
the occupants of the other chairs scattered around
the hallway, quietly wondering what business brought
them to the tribal chairman. The door opened and the
room exploded in chaos with each visitor stampeding
to the chairman’s newly opened door. Once the door
was wrestled shut, each unsuccessful visitor
returned to their chairs and stared intently towards
the office. A few minutes later the door opened
again, followed by a second stampede. Confused, Dana
quietly asked the receptionist “Is there any
particular order to visit the chairman?”
“Nope,” she replied.
Now Dana understood the rules of the game so he
balanced himself on the edge of the chair closest to
the door. Since he was short and only about 150
pounds, basketball taught Dana how to box-out for a
rebound, so on the third attempt he successfully
burst through the door, slammed it behind him and
this brings me to my point: Had Dana not learned the
rules he might still be sitting in the hallway
outside the chairman’s office. You will never win
until you understand the rules of the game,
especially with respect to politics. Here is a
recent real-life example.
The Second Amendment to the US Constitution
explicitly states “…the right of the people to keep
and bear Arms, shall not be infringed.” Chicago
politicians read the Constitution differently, and
28 years ago they instituted strict gun control
regulations. On June 29, 2010, by a 5-4 decision in
McDonald v. Chicago, the Supreme Court ruled
Chicago’s ban was unconstitutional and the
“fundamental right to bear arms cannot be violated
by state and local governments.” Case closed, right?
Not quite…
On July 2nd, just three days later, Chicago Aldermen
passed a unanimous vote (45-0) to limit gun
purchases to one per month and require registration,
permits and expensive training prior to possession.
“How can they do that?” You might ask. Let me
explain the rules of the game.
The opinion of the Supreme Court is just that, an
opinion. They have no capacity to make or enforce
law, which are the primary responsibilities of the
legislative and executive branches (respectively).
So, between now (August) and Christmas, how does a
Chicago grandpa purchase six Henry .22 caliber
rifles, one for each of his six grandkids? Grandpa
must contact the supreme law enforcement officer in
his county; the Cook County Sheriff. If the sheriff
took his oath “to protect and defend the
Constitution” seriously, then he, or she, are the
lone individual with the authority to force the
Chicago Aldermen to lift their unconstitutional gun
ban. Hopefully, Cook County voters elected a
constitutional rather than a progressive sheriff, or
there will be no Henry rifles this Christmas.
We members of Montana’s citizen legislature are
preparing to “nullify” unconstitutional federal
regulations like ObamaCare. When we are successful,
and we will be, we need each of our 56 county
sheriffs honor their constitutional oath of office.
To aid them, Senator Greg Hinkle (R-Thompson Falls)
will introduce the “Sheriffs First” bill into
Montana’s 2011 legislative session. This law
strengthens the authority of the county sheriff by
making it a crime for any federal agent to make an
arrest, search, or seizure without first getting the
advanced, written permission from the sheriff; the
duly elected guarantor of your constitutional
rights. And those are the rules of the game.
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