Last year at this time, I decided
to honor a few of my favorite bloggers with an award. Not just any award mind you, but a big ‘ol
heavy bust mounted on an exquisitely carved mahogany wood pedestal with
engraved brass nameplates. No
plastic. That’s not how the Curmudgeon
rolls.
I couldn’t afford to hire a focus
group to decide who should be honored. That
would involve providing them with a glass of sweet tea and a slice of
pizza. The expenses would cut into my
award budget. Times are hard you know
what with the most excellent Obama Recovery and all. So, I consulted a most reliable source to
assist in choosing this year’s winner of the Paul Revere Award.
I chose Paul Revere as the icon
for the award because he was an American patriot whose legendary “Midnight
Ride” to warn the colonists of Massachusetts before the historic battles at
Lexington and Concord played a vital role in America’s struggle to gain
independence from Britain.
Paul Revere was not born to
wealth—he was an ordinary man who lived an extraordinary life. Revere was a
patriot, a businessman, an involved citizen, and a popular and well-respected
member of his community.
An obituary in the Boston Intelligence commented,
"Seldom has the tomb closed upon a life so honorable and useful."
These bloggers are but a few of
the brave and resolute men and women who hold down jobs and raise their
families while standing guard over liberty. They don’t have big advertising on
their sites nor do they have a bevy of contributing writers. They pore
over information and bring their opinions to their readers in order to inform
and warn.
They have the keen zest of the
citizen whose patriotism is of the lusty type that causes them to take an
active part in politics. They add humor and common sense. They
deserve to be recognized.
I will be contacting each winner
via email to provide them with a personalized badge which they can place on
their website if they so chose.
Thank you to each of them for all
that they do and may God bless them.
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